The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-08-01

had scratched his head and chewed his pen the
night before The scrawl too much for the
Queen, and she produced from her pocket the
small hand lenses which she uses for reading by
lamp-light
THE brother of the King of Siam. who is
his way to this country, speaks English auently.
wears European dress and is a very intelligent
mar. He received his knowledge of English
from z. Fl. Chandler, who at one time
American Consul at Bangkok.
FRENCH land owner named Bareiller has
just died. He was once Mayor of his town. but
after assaulting workman compelled to
spend year in prison. His DISGRACE alienated
his affection for his native land and his large
property is willed the Crown Prince of Ger
many. Perhaps DR.. Mackenzie will now be
able to collect his bill for curing .Unser
Fritz's" throat trouble.
IT is only at great crises in his life that John
Sherman buys new hat When ne was ap-
pointed Secretary of the Treasury he aston.
ished mis- friends by appearing in brand new
title. At Toledo, few days ago. he again
caused a sensation by donning a fresh and in
experienced hat, to which he will doubtless
cling until the stress os conflicting emotions
drives him once more to find solace at hat
ters.
O. P. MARTIN, printer, who died at his home
in Chicago the 10Th instant, served during the
war on the staff of General Logan and it was he
who. during the occupation Of Vicksburg, issued
the celebrated "wall paper" edition of the rebel
newspaper announcing General Grants occupa-
ton of the city-a fac-simile of which twenty
years afterwards was printed in an extra of the
Chicago Herald At the time of his death he
had charge of a large printing house in Chicago.
THE famous exploit of Captain Ingraham, Of
the United States navy, in rescuing Martin
Koszta from the Austrians in the harbor of
Smyrna thirty years ago is now very an
cient history. In fact, but few of the present
generation know that Captain Ingraham is still
alive He is eighty-five years of age. and he
sides at Charleston, S. q. Appletons' Cyclone-
dia says that he died in 1863 He served in the
war of 1872, the Mexican war. and was with the
Confederacv during the civil war;
In article 1.-THE Supreme Court" in the
American Magazine for August, by Mr. z. L.
White. he makes the following statement sit is
a curious fact that the name of Daniel Webster
appears upon none of the rolls of the counselors
Of the Supreme Court, is there anywhere a
record of his admission to the bar of this court
It is probable that ne already distin-
guished lawyer when he argued his first
case in the Supreme Court that, il any
thought of it. it was taken for granted that he
had taken the oath and signed the roll. and no
one raised the question"
Mr.. DAVID JACKS, of Monterey. California,
about seven years ago gave to an association of
Methodist ministers and laymen the beautiful
Pacific Grove, tract of about fifty lying
by the sea, and only a mile and a half from the
old town of Monterey. The place became a
summer camp-meetiug ground, but within three
years the Pacific Improvement Company bought
the land, built a big hotel, and now the grove
boast of three hundred pretty cottages. and has
more than a half-dozen religious denominations
represented. 1t is the place whore the Chautau-
qua Assembly for California meets every sum-
mer.
MANY of the people at Ocean Grove take
great delight in seeing their friends learn the
alphabet of the ocean. OF such was the nice,
economical. poverty pounded, inland old lady
wbo upon her first sight of 'the Vastly Deep"
placed her arms akimbo, drew long sigh, and
murmnred: 'Dear me. it's great joy to
something that there's plenty Of" OF these was
the middle-aged man whose wife thought the
water too cold to battle in that day. mo.
Meriar," he said. pointing to some iron waste
pipes that entered the near where he
stood. 'don't you sect They're a-runnin' hot
water into the ocean, an heatin' of her up"
He said as he sat in his yacht.
To girl whom he called little tacht,"
Come sit in my boat
And away will float
'.No thank you," she said. ;" 'it's too hacht."
Life.
A BRooKLET and pretty maid Ger messy stones went
tripping,
And then the pretty maiden said. Tin awful frad of
slipping"
The saucy brooket laughed aloud. as it Ger
bowlder.
And whispered, "She'd have surely slipped If he'd
been here to hold her."
w. A. Ketcham, in the Century.